Laughed At

Catch me if you can man

Try not to tweak out, like a sad plant

Treat tricks like nails, think Bam Bam

Flintstones are only good for hammers and bad slams

What you can dream, you can be like the sandman

Or Oscar the grouch in his trash can

You are what you eat, like an ass man

Shoot straight from the hip, nice with the blam blams

Hesitant towards randos or happenstance

Like record labels handling of gangsta rap

Ghosts flee from me like I was Pacman

Ringing the alarm on their four-cornered false flag

Bad clans, old money making mad clams

Hoarding goods, wealth and water mad fast

Skaters don't give a damn hashtag

Skate or die, seriously? As a matter of fact

Everything else is madcap clap track

From the same asshats that once banned blacks

Which applies to you - nad sack or sack tap?

I'm just a board, that snaps, you get laughed at

Ha ha